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The Now of Every Tomorrow
Just for today, life is gentle
And every moment is a song
In the glow of the moon, in the afternoon breeze
Everything is a secret, but everything is reason
With each step, what can I be?
In the field of time, flowers grow
Only the now, the rest is mist
Just for today, love is a star shining
Ah, if I could keep
The sound of the wind, the taste of color
Everything would be so simple, s...
Wednesday 22nd January 2025 4:33 am
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